Supreme Martial Dao

Hang...

In the roar of the roar, the whole person prayed like a cannonball and was bombarded out of the ring.

Ah...

Screams, the next moment was drowned in the violent roar.

嘶...

Seeing this scene, hundreds of thousands of people’s eyes were attracted to the Colosseum. These people couldn’t help but **** a cold breath.

"This..."

"Failed,."

"God, defeated, this prayer, actually... failed."

"He...he estimated... almost it."

After that, there was a burst of humming sound.

Failure, this word no one can think of it in today's prayer.

Know that the prayer is the pride of the city's government, but now he has failed, and the failure is so tragic.

Looking at the prayers that were blown up by the kilometer and finally falling into the Colosseum, those who watched the battle were unable to describe their shocks in words.

Looking at the broken downstage, looking at the figure standing on the platform at this moment, they were filled with sorrow and fear.

What kind of man is this, what kind of power is it to be able to do this.

Pray, is it dead? He now, why didn’t he have the slightest movement.

"He...wins."

In the box, at this moment, looking at the situation inside the scene, Ninger’s eyes flashed a glimmer of color and muttered to himself.

"How is it possible..."

There was a small mouth that was slightly enlarged. At this moment, Yu Ying was completely shocked.

She can't believe it, and it will end up in the end.

Failed, I didn’t expect that the cousin of the praying had failed, and he lost to the man, and he lost so much without dignity.

More, at this moment, Yu Ying is worried, praying for his cousin.

"Bastard, Wang Chen..."

There was a cold flash in the eyes, and Yu Ying had left her resentment against Wang Chen. She could not accept that the cousin was so ravaged by Wang Chen.

"I, won."

And on the court, at this moment, Wang Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As the battle ended, he closed the eight armor, blood talent, and put away the flames of Suzaku.

Calling...

Slightly breathing, but Wang Chen is confident and proud at the moment. Before that, he took thirty-six steps and danced, almost surpassing the limits of Wang Chen’s body. Under such circumstances, Wang Chen can Said that he has exhausted all his strength, he finally won.

This moment, the pain of the body, for Wang Chen, is nothing.

Looking at the unknown prayers in the distance, he turned and whispered to himself.

Victory, this is the result.

Praying is not to let yourself admit defeat, it is impossible. Since this battle can only have one winner, it must be Wang Chen himself,

"This...this game, Wang Chen...Wang Chen won..." Watching Wang Chen turn and walk toward the ring, watching the silent and proud back, the referee seems to be back at this time. Come to God, and quickly announced.

But in the words, it is the shock and incredulity that can't hide him.

哗...

"Win."

"He entered the semi-finals."

As the result of the match was announced, the venue was once again stunned.

The cheers and the snoring are one, this is the world of the strong, this is the world of the strong.

Only those who win can be respected by others. Only those who win can get applause from cheers.

Wang Chen, did it.

As for the failed prayer, his life and death, at this moment, several people will care.

"Win, Wang Chen? It is really strong, stronger than I thought. In the past few days, what happened to you."

In a box far away from the Colosseum, the county guards of Cangchu County sat in it.

This time I saw Wang Chen, a person who was considered unfathomable by Wang Chen, and witnessed the battle process at this moment.

Wang Wang, who was walking down the ring, whispered and whispered to himself.

In the tone, there are some doubts and some expectations.

At the same time, looking at the prayers of unknown life and death, he sighed: "You, after all, still a little worse, even the chance of demonization is not, if it is not the guardian armor of this body, Now, you are already broken."

There is no death in prayer, but the county guard is very clear.

"Bring him back."

Speaking, the county guard turned and faintly pointed to the old man around him.

The voice fell, and he also walked outside the box.

The most anticipated, most unpredictable battle is over. He seems to have no need to stay here.

......

Under the ring, this time, Wang Chen did not leave immediately.

Standing in the Colosseum, Wang Chen gasped slightly while watching the guards in the field quickly take away the dying prayer.

When, Chen Chen shifted his attention to the rest of the battle.

The remaining three battles are still going on at the moment, the lone wolf, the toughness of the sky, and the battle between the two men seems to have come to an end at the moment.

Especially Wang Chen’s battle, the shock they brought to them made them reluctant to continue to waste time.

At this point, today, the two are finally hidden, and they all show more strength than the previous few days.

The solitary wolf is the ultimate killer, showing the fighting power of terror.

One stroke and one style are simple and incomparable. There are no gorgeous moves, only killing moves.

Every move is killing, the momentum is stunned, he is born for killing, he is to kill.

Under such a move, Rao is the opponent of the Lone Wolf and a strong star of the nine-level peak of the stars, but it is dangerous.

After a moment of time, with the spread of blood, the opponent of the Lone Wolf finally failed.

The wound that almost took away life made him have to choose to give up.

Lonely wolf, win.

On the other side, the battle of breaking the sky is like walking in a leisurely way.

Every move is very easy.

The strength of the tyrannical, so that the sky is tough to achieve a comprehensive suppression.

Fighting, completely into the control of the broken sky, this battle, for the off-the-go, victory is only a matter of time.

"The two men, it is more powerful." Looking at the battle between the two men, Wang Chen sighed in his heart.

Because of prayer, the obvious lone wolves and the toughness of the sky are more powerful, and the pressure they bring to Wang Chen is even greater.

If it is said that the prayer is only the peak of the nine stars of the stars, then the lone wolf and the broken sky are at least at the beginning of the star-level great perfection.

They have already stepped into the Xuan Yue class.

Even, Wang Chen believes that the one that defeated the prayer before, seems to be powerful and seemingly impeccable, but if it is used on these two people, it may not be too effective.

At the very least, it is impossible to win the battle.

Even on the other side, the last battle, Ge Hao, who has already taken advantage of the situation, is also extremely powerful.

This Ge Hao, all the way, although there is no strong performance, but Wang Chen can conclude that this Ge Hao's strength is extremely powerful, not even inferior to the toughness and solitary wolf.

Because, every battle in his battle is controlled by ten strokes to defeat the opponent. Moreover, every battle is not shocking. If there is no absolute control, it is absolutely impossible to do it. of.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen couldn't help but be wary. He paid a little attention to Ge Hao.

Soon, along with the passage of time, Tiantian Ren won the battle, and soon after, Ge Hao also won the battle.

Douwu contest, the fourth day of the race ended, the original sixty-four strong, now there are only four people left.

Lone Wolf, Broken Sky, Ge Hao, Wang Chen, these four people will appear on the final battlefield tomorrow.

Looking at this result, the scene was stunned.

The most cherished prayers at the beginning failed. Now, within the top four, there are two guys who are not very understanding.

Ge Hao and Wang Chen, these two dark horses, in the end will produce what results.

There is a lot of excitement and curiosity.

"I heard that tomorrow's battle will be redrawn."

"Yes, I don't know who will meet anyone."

There are a lot of discussions in the crowd.

Listening to the voices of these people, Wang Chen’s brow was a pick, and he showed a hint of fun.

Re-lottery, don't know, when will your opponents be.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen looked at the cold lone wolf standing not far from here. Looking at the other side of the broken Tian Ren and Ge Hao, his face gradually changed color and dignified.

"Oh, Wang Chen, I said, I will kill you personally, you better pray that I will be with me tomorrow, don't let me down."

When Wang Chen brows slightly wrinkled, not far away, at this moment, the toughness of the sky slowly came to Wang Chen's face, with a hint of sneer, he looked at Wang Chen slowly.

"To be with you."

When you hear the toughness of the sky, Wang Chen jumps in his heart. The next moment, Shen Sheng slams. Since it is destined to have a battle, then tomorrow, perhaps the best choice, Wang Chen has no idea of ​​escaping.

It’s a tough day, maybe your opponent is really likely to be him.

If this is the case...

Thinking of the strength of the broken sky, Wang Chen’s heart has become heavy.

Of today's strength, it is difficult to overcome the toughness.

Especially in such a Colosseum, the display of the field seems to be... not so simple, which makes Wang Chen’s strength suffer a certain loss...

However, even then, Wang Chen has no choice.

Either opponent in front of him is a powerful presence, and he has no choice.

"In this case, there is the end of the battle."

After a while, Wang Chen’s eyes flashed a glimmer of light, muttering to himself.

"Ha ha ha... then you will win tomorrow."

When I heard Wang Chen’s words, I was so cold and laughed.

The next moment, he turned and walked straight outside the Colosseum, leaving Wang Chen alone, watching his back, the war slowly rising.